Chapter 626

Obviously, the process of integration is not smooth. After all, this rough integration is not a real recognition of the Lord, and it is difficult to make this broken arm skillful. It is only with Wang Baole's skill in magic soldiers that he knows that the magic weapon itself is extremely difficult to recognize the Lord, let alone this broken arm.

I'm afraid that unless it's its real owner, it's simply difficult for others to make it willing, but what Wang Baole wants is not the recognition of the broken arm. What he needs is just to drive it.

What he thought was troublesome before was to drive the consumption and backfire of this thing, so he thought of integrating it into the candle seizing emperor armor. In this way, what is needed to drive this thing is the power of the candle seizing emperor armor itself, and its backfire will also fall on the candle seizing emperor armor.

In this way, to some extent, Wang Baole has the ability to drive this thing, and at the same time, he has done his own damage to the greatest extent. In fact, at this point, Wang Baole's ideas and practices can be regarded as successful.

Although there was a big gap from perfection, Wang Baole was very satisfied, especially when he found that with the integration of this arm, the meridians and white silk in his candle seizing emperor's armor quickly penetrated into it, making its appearance look like it really belonged to his emperor's armor, but it was also such a close connection that he also felt that there was a will to sleep in this broken arm.

This will is obviously the so-called tool spirit, but for some reason, the other party has been sleeping, and he is not aware of the intrusion of Wang Baole's candle to seize the emperor's armor.

"But as long as this will is there, I can't really let this broken arm belong to me... It's not urgent. After I break through jiedan and step into Yuanying, see if there is any way to dispel it." When Wang Baole was thoughtful, he looked down at his emperor's right arm and smiled.

At the moment, he is wearing a candle to seize the emperor's armor, and other positions are outlined by bloody meridians, except for his right arm, which is dry but complete, giving people a strange feeling! Wang Baole also took a deep breath at the moment, ignoring the tree shocked by his integration, but the cultivation in his body suddenly turned, causing the whole body of the candle seizing the emperor's armor, making its candle seizing the emperor's armor burst into red blood in an instant.

There was more evil spirit. In the explosion, a wave of strong cultivation beyond Wang Baole's body broke out. When it spread all over the four directions, Wang Baole's eyes luchimang took all the spiritual power of the emperor's armor and directly poured into the emperor's armor's right hand, avoiding the sleeping will of the broken arm itself. With the help of meridians and the hook of the white bone wire, all these... Made Wang Baole's emperor's armor's right hand tremble soon, The next moment... A feeling like his own arm directly appeared in Wang Baole's mind.

As his thoughts passed, the candle grabbed the emperor's right hand and suddenly grasped it under the incredible eyes of the tree!

With the grasp, an earth shattering force suddenly broke out from Wang Baole, making the sky change, the wind and cloud overturn, and the sea of fire all around roared.

The breath was so strong that even Wang Baole felt it and shivered. To be exact, the breath came not from Wang Baole himself, but from his right hand, which grabbed the emperor's armor. But Wang Baole soon calmed down and showed ecstasy. Although he regretted that this thing did not belong to him completely, he didn't care.

"As long as it's used by me, it's OK. Besides, what's in my hand, there's still running?" Wang Baole was excited. He felt the storm around him and experienced the extreme explosive force. He was brewing in his right hand. It seemed that once he blew it out, everything could be destroyed!

This feeling makes Wang Baole extremely excited. He has a vague judgment that if he meets sun Hai again, he doesn't need the troublesome hand he used to do. Just one punch... It can destroy everything and end everything!

Wang Baole didn't hit this punch after all, but just getting ready, he had shaken the four directions. The tree in the distance was shaking uncontrollably, and his cultivation was suppressed. His mind buzzed, and he only felt that Wang Baole's right hand had mastered the power of terror that could instantly destroy his form and spirit.

The sense of awe, stronger than usual, appeared in the heart of Dashu. When he trembled here, Wang Baole's eyes flashed, turned to Dashu, his voice was cold, and suddenly opened his mouth.

"Take out your private possession."

As soon as Wang Baole's words came out, the scalp of the tree was about to explode, and the tension and hesitation of gain and loss seemed to explode. For example, there was a strong crisis of life and death, so he took out all his storage bags without hesitation, and even untied his clothes, indicating that he had no more private possessions on his body, and hurriedly opened his mouth.

"Elder, there is no private possession in the humble position. The storage bag is here. You can check it. If there is any private possession, the humble position is worthy of death!"

Wang Baole's face was expressionless. Zhu duodi's left hand raised the void and grabbed it. Immediately, those storage bags flew over. After checking them one by one, he confirmed that there was no hidden object, but he didn't show any trace on the surface. He took a deep look at Dashu, and the pressure of his right hand erupted again, making Dashu's heart tremble, and then he slowly opened his mouth.

"Tell the truth about what you saw in the tomb!"

Dashu's heart was frightened, and he was in great awe at the moment. For fear that Wang Baole would not believe it, he dared not hide it at all, and hurriedly opened his mouth.

"Elder, there is a underground palace under the tomb, but the green fog is too thick for the humble to get close. This broken arm is the extreme area that the humble can touch. Now take it out. As for what else is inside, the humble really doesn't know."

"Even humble officials want to record everything with the video function of the voice ring after entering, but it can't be opened there..." Dashu said here, worried that Wang Baole would doubt it. In his anxiety, he recalled carefully, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly opened his mouth again.

"Also, I saw a stone tablet below, but it was foggy, and I couldn't see it clearly. I could only see three words faintly, chendaozi... The reason why I could understand it was that before coming to cangmangdao palace, the third batch of Baizi specially learned the language and characters of cangmangdao palace." Dashu anxiously opened his mouth. What he said was indeed the truth, without any concealment. At this moment, he was uneasy in bitterness. While he was uneasy, he carefully observed Wang Baole, and his tension was also strong.

At the moment, Wang Baole was stunned after hearing the words "chendaozi", then his eyes suddenly contracted, and his mind was buzzing directly, as if there were thunder on the top. Fortunately, all this was covered by candles and Emperor armor, and the tree could not detect it. Otherwise, with the mind of the tree, I'm afraid it would produce a lot of associations.

Although Dashu doesn't know these things now, for Wang Baole, the shock brought by his words is too big. It's really the three words Dashu doesn't know, but Wang Baole immediately came up with a title after hearing it.

"Dust free way..." Wang Baole murmured in his heart and looked down at his right hand, which grabbed the emperor's armor. A strange and incredible feeling appeared in his mind.

"Your sister... I can't steal Li Wuchen's tomb in his previous life..."

This idea made Wang Baole feel a little creepy, and even left this area with a big tree. On the way to the vast Daogong, his thoughts did not stop, and the more he thought, the more he felt his head was bigger.

"Is this arm the flesh of Li Wuchen in his previous life? If so, how powerful Li Wuchen was in his previous life..." Wang Baole immediately worried, thinking that he was digging a grave. The two had some contradictions before, and this matter, mutual hatred... Can be really big.

But it's impossible to give up, which makes Wang Baole tangle, pondering that he can't kill Li Wuchen. On the one hand, Feng qiuran knows Li Wuchen's identity, on the other hand, they are far from having to kill people. At the same time, Wang Baole feels that if there is really a fight, Wang Baole won't believe the other party's reincarnation without some secret means to protect his life.

Big probability is these means. Even Li Wuchen himself didn't know it before he recovered the memory of his previous life, and this is exactly what is terrible.

"It's so annoying. If you want to find a way to increase some insurance, even if Li Wuchen recovers his memory, he has nothing to do with me..."

Wang Baole sighed repeatedly in his heart, and he was not in the mood to pay attention to the big tree. While thinking about ways and flying towards the vast Taoist palace, the big tree followed all the way, and his heart was also sighing. He was also thinking about ideas similar to Wang Baole. He thought that in the vast Taoist palace, it was too dangerous, and he should add some insurance to himself, so that Wang Baole would not easily have the intention of killing his donkey.

After thinking about it, Dashu suddenly thought of some rumors he had heard about Wang Baole on Mars and Li Waner, the daughter of the head of Parliament, so he had an idea and spoke carefully behind Wang Baole.

"Elder, in the past two years when you came to the vast Daogong, you recognized a dry daughter on Mars. She especially worships adults. I wonder if adults can let her come and follow you and serve you next time the Federation sends people?"